Xianggui

Chapter 44 How is he stupid (seeking the first order)
Ding Xiang liked beautiful knots in her previous life, and also liked those poems and meanings about knots. She learned a variety of knot-tying methods from the video.In this life, I watched Zhang's weaving every day, and I have a certain understanding of ancient and modern weaving.

The weaves are roughly the same, but the details are different.

Even with the same shape and style, there are subtle differences in the weaving method, and the final effect is not the same.

For example, the knots here are relatively small, and the largest ones are only half the size of an adult's palm. They are mainly ornaments on people or objects.There are more kinds of modern knots, and some can be used as wall decorations or even bridal chamber decorations, which are more atmospheric and festive.

Another example is "Concentric Thread", where the weaving method and shape are relatively simple and single, while the modern ones are more complicated.The solid knot in the center of the latter is finer and denser, and it looks more chic and beautiful.Extend it a little bit, and weave two concentric strands together, that is, heart to soul...

The things compiled by Zhang belong to the upper-middle level here.If cloves are added with some modern elements, they will definitely fetch a good price.

Of course, Lilac's goal is not to sell craftsmanship.

She was watching distractedly when she was interrupted by the shopkeeper's laughter.

"Oh, it's so rare that such a young child likes to watch these things."

As she said that, she took off a small dragonfly net ornament and tied it at the front tie of Lilac's clothes.

Mrs. Zhang said with a smile, "Thank you, Aunt Gong."

The clove parrot imitated, "Thank you, Aunt Gong."

The shopkeeper pinched Ding Xiang's face with a smile.

Back at the restaurant, Ding Zhuang and his son also finished their drinks.

They went next door to buy two packs of snacks, took the ox cart, and went to Ding Chi's house.

Ding Chi's house is not far from Jinhu Street, just over two quarters of an hour away.most
This piece of house is full of white walls and black tiles, which belong to the middle and high-end residences in Linshui County.

A woman in her thirties opened the door.

She said in surprise, "Oh, it's the master, uncle, grandma, young master, miss."

Ding Zhao laughed awkwardly, "We're just mud legs, so we don't need to call it so nicely."

The mother-in-law invited them in and shouted loudly, "Second Master, Second Mistress, Master, Uncle, Grandma, Young Master and Miss are here."

Ding Chi, Tang and Ding Li came out to welcome them.

Little Zhengtai ran at the front, rushed over and hugged Ding Zhuang's leg, "Master, sister."

Except for Xiao Zhengtai, the faces of the two of them were not pretty.

Ding Chi said, "Father, brother, why don't you tell me first if you want to come. Have you eaten yet? I'll let Sister-in-law Ji do it."

People can see how insincere they say.

Ding Zhuang rolled his eyes at him, "I don't want to eat your food, just sit and go."

He looked at Ding Lilai with a smile again, "Third grandson, I miss you."

Ding Lilai smiled and narrowed his eyes, "I also miss Xiangxiang and Master, Second Brother, and Eldest Brother."

The ranking in my heart is expressed without concealment.

He looked up at Ding Xiang again and said, "I want to be nice to my sister, I want to be nice to my sister... I have to say so many fingers every day."

He finished speaking in one breath without breaking his fingers.

Ding Xiang counted for him in her heart, counting ten times.

Where is he stupid?
With such a loving grandson, Ding Zhuang ignored the negligence of Ding Chi and his wife and walked straight to the main room.

The small courtyard is not big, and there are many flowers and plants planted in the courtyard, as well as a few artificial rocks, which are very delicate.

The walls inside and outside the house had been plastered, and the furniture had been painted, some with carvings.

The Tang family is not a big businessman with a lot of money, so it is very caring for the girl to accompany her to such a nice house.

Ding Zhuang put Ding Xiang down, and pulled Ding Lilai to make out.

Just after taking a few sips of tea, Mrs. Ji's voice sounded again, "Auntie is here."

Ding Chi's smile became more sincere, and he stood up to welcome him out.

Ding Zhao, Zhang Shi and others also welcomed them out.

Not only Ding Shuniang came, but Miao and Guo Zifeng also came.

Seeing that the second elder brother's family was also there, Ding Shuniang smiled even wider.

Several people in unison persuaded Ding Chi to learn how to do business with Tang's family and not to mess around...

Ding Chi was very impatient, and said stiffly, "Where did I go wrong? Every time I took money, I looked at Tang's Yintang and Yinwowo. I have made a lot of money these few times, which shows that I am accurate in reading .Having the ability does not only refer to being able to do business, but also being able to read faces..."

Ding Zhuang was so angry that he wanted to hit someone, but was persuaded by Ding Shuniang, and they continued to try to reason with him.

Even if you know how to read physiognomy, you can’t invest all your money in every business.If you lose, you have nothing.Being cautious can catch thousands of cicadas, being careful can sail a boat for thousands of years, and you have to leave room for everything..."

Ding Lichun listened carefully to the adults' conversation, Ding Liren and Guo Zifeng ate Tang's candied fruit hard on the table, and Ding Lilai took Ding Xiang to the Westinghouse.

It was his hut, with cabinets, tables, brocade benches, carved canopy beds... Ding Xiang, who had lived in the kang for a long time, was very jealous.

Ding Li came to open a drawer of the case, took out a box from it, opened it, and said very generously, "Sister, this is all my private room, and I give it to you."

Inside is a gold lock, two silver locks, two small jade pendants, and more than twenty silver peanuts.

Ding Xiang shook her head and said, "I don't want it."

Ding Lilai said sincerely, "Please, please accept it. My father asked me to curry favor with you and treat you well."

This was completely brainwashed by his father.

Ding Xiang was very moved, but she still shook her head and said, "I accept what the third brother wants, there is no need to curry favor, you keep this thing for yourself, I don't want it."

Xiaozheng blinked his eyes, "What is a heart?"

"It's because you are kind to me."

"My kindness to you is to give you these private houses."

Ding Xiang was so messed up by him that he didn't know how to explain it.After thinking for a while, he said, "It's not about giving away a private house and flattering, it's about caring, loving, respecting, and remembering him..."

Ding Lilai looked dumb, he couldn't understand.

Seeing the innocent and ignorant little Zheng, Ding Xiang put the lid on the box and put it in the drawer, and dragged him to the yard to play.

The younger sister held her hand, which made Xiao Zhengtai happy and happy again. She felt that her flattery played a role, and the younger sister liked her too.

Lilac pointed to the flowers and counted, "One, two, three, four, five, six,"

After counting to six lilacs, she stopped and looked at Xiao Zhengtai, meaning to continue counting.

Ding Lilai understood what his sister meant, and then counted, "Seven, eight, ten." He pouted and pouted, "I can count to ten, and they said I'm stupid to shit .”

Xiao Zhengtai can count from one to eight, but he wants to count from nine to tens.

Almost everyone thought that Ding Lilai was like his mother and not smart.Three-year-olds can't even count to ten, let alone memorize poems.

Ding Xiang touched his chubby face like an adult, "The third brother is not stupid at all, he is as smart as the second brother. Come on, count Huahua with me again."

This kid puts practice first and then theory.I can count so many "I want to be nice to my sister" on my fingers, but I can't count to nine.

　It's on the shelves today, asking for a monthly pass, the first order.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)